Ethan Kingsley chuckled. "Just a simpleton. Can't throw her out, can't hit her, can only coax her. Now, if you'll excuse me."
For some reason, as if he'd suddenly remembered something, he turned and walked off in the direction Ivy Tanner had gone.
Claire Sinclair watched his retreating back, her gaze lingering for a long time.
Adrian Quincy asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"I still think there's something strange about that Third Miss Tanner."
"Strange how?"
"It's just a gut feeling. I can't explain it."
"Then don't think about it. Let's get something to eat."
...
After Seth Payne locked Ivy Tanner in the room, she suddenly dropped to the ground, kneeling in a strange position. She desperately tried to reach her own back, but she couldn't touch the spot she was trying to grab.
Her brow was deeply furrowed, her face as white as a sheet, and her lips began to tremble slightly.
